Chapter 31 Not When It Involves My Son

• Esme's POV
• My legs felt unstable. Every step made them shake, but I kept moving because Marek was beside me, his hand on my lower back, guiding me down the hallway.
• His touch was supportive, steady and careful. It had never bothered me before. He had touched me like that for years. But now, for some reason, I didn’t like the feel of his palm there. It made something inside me twist in a way I didn’t understand.